Chapter 5
Jenny sat with her back against the wall on the floor. Slightly bentover, she was starting to loose her strength to sit up straight. Clutching her hands over the hole in her stomach, blood poured all over her.
I sat next to her with my back against the wall and my legs stretched. My trousers got soaked with her blood but that was okay. I started at the ceiling. Playing with my knife. Listing to her as she struggled to stay alive. I lifted my arm and put it around her shoulders. I placed my hand under her chin and pulled her head up to face me. I kissed her on her cheek. Her skin was soft and I let my tongue slide over her nose. She squirmed. 'Perhaps you're lucky you never fought me, or else I would've wanted to go all the way.' I let her go. She didn't have enough strength to keep her head up anymore. Now what kind of fun was a woman like that?
Her breathing got weaker every time she exhaled. And then she just stopped breathing. I stayed next to her for some time after that. Calmly playing with my knife. The baby had stopped crying a long time ago.
I started feeling very drowsy.
When I woke up to the baby's cries my neck was stiff from sleeping on the ground. Bill's dead body lay on the couch, with his throat slid open and blood had seeped deep into the furniture. Jenny's body sat slumped next to me on the ground in a pool of blood. I still had my knife in my hands. The very knife that just killed these two stupid people. The very knife that made him not keeping him promise. Shit… and here I am, always saying I'm a man of my word.
'Wheeeeeheeee' did the baby. It was on the floor and his tiny little clothes were just as messy as my own.
And then I got this great idea. I would just do another bank job and somehow leave the baby with the money. Now wasn't that noble of me? I truly am a good person! (we just leave out the fact that I just killed his parents, but hey you can't have it all)
I got up and felt cold. The blood made my clothes stick to my body. The baby kept on crying and I looked at it. Gently probing it with my foot. It stopped screaming and winked at me. It's cheeks were wet with tears. And then it giggled at me. It held it hands up as if to try and reach me. I bucked and picked it up under it's armpits.
Together we went back into the bathroom. I stole a glance at the mirror and had to chuckle at the sight of the two of us. Both completely covered in red wetness. I put the baby on top of the towel rack and I let the water from the shower pour while I undressed. Then I hold the baby again and pulled his shirt of. Jeez that was difficult. And uhmmm… it turned out to be a boy, not an it hihi!
'That's good because we can't get under the shower together if you'd be a girl.' The baby giggled again.
I let the hot water stream over my back and held the baby closely to my chest. Blood is really hard to wash off. I grabbed a sponge and tried to wipe some blood off the baby. He started crying again.
'Ow, you're so hard to please! Just hold still will ya!' I grumbled, but the baby only screamed louder and louder. 'What is it? You don't like to water nice 'n hot like I do?' I turned the tab down from the hot water so that the shower got a little colder. The baby stopped crying. 'Hey I'm good with baby's!
Author's note: I'm sorry the chapter is so short, but I'm having a hard time coming up with new ideas…